[Event Post]

[ancient_prophecy]

::You'll find an abnormally tall woman, a giantess, per say, sitting at a bench, hands weaved together at her mouth, hunched over. And staring at a tree.::

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[beastkingnaoma]

Jinn rounds a corner, sees AFD, and immediately turns around wordlessly. Nope nope nope.

[ancient_prophecy]

::Sits up, noticing you, smiling.::

And where do you think you're going?

[beastkingnaoma]

"...Somewhere. else."

[ancient_prophecy]

I'd prefer it if you stay here, Whelp.

[beastkingnaoma]

Oh god.

"W-why?"

[ancient_prophecy]

I enjoyed chatting to you before, little one. Is that so bad for a Queen to enjoy?

[beastkingnaoma]

"I. guess not."

[ancient_prophecy]

Now come, talk.

[beastkingnaoma]

"Is there anything. Specific you want me to talk about?"

[ancient_prophecy]

Things. I am bored and I demand something to relieve my temporary ennui.

[beastkingnaoma]

"That's not a very helpful prompt, miss."

[ancient_prophecy]

What of the bug child you were hunting?

And keep your eyes forward.

[beastkingnaoma]

"Well I. Haven't been able to catch anything yet. I have no idea what the problem is. It doesn't help people keep stumbling into the very obvious traps I'm setting."

He's trying.

[becomeanwarrior]

[There's a rustle coming from the tree. A fairly large rustle. Then another. And one more. Before a familiar flailing form hooks his leg around a lower branch, hanging upside-down as his jacket falls to the ground.]

[ancient_prophecy]

::Sitting up.::

And you were up in that for what reason?

[becomeanwarrior]

[oh god. Don't panic.]

...how long have you been sitting there?

[ancient_prophecy]

I haven't paying much attention. I'm waiting for my Signer to finish her assignments and business nearby.

[becomeanwarrior]

Oh, Shinoko's got business? Should I ask?

...And uh. I was working on. Meditative techniques.

[ancient_prophecy]

Something about supernatural investigation. I'm fairly sure it's just a group of lower end spirits.

[becomeanwarrior]

...But that's my job.

[He folds his arms, still hanging upside-down.]

What's got her all spooked up, I wonder?

[ancient_prophecy]

Technically that's my job. And what is this "spooked up" you speak of?

[becomeanwarrior]

You know. Riled. Wandering out doing stuff like that. I didn't take her for the supernaturally investigative type, you know?

[ancient_prophecy]

Typically most of the Signers I'm assigned with become inquisitive on the matter when they accept me, Fool.

[becomeanwarrior]

Don't call me a fool! It's not like I have a primer on the Signers and their Dragons or anything!

[ancient_prophecy]

Which is why henceforth, I dub thee "Fool".